Little hard seeds in raspberry jam
Get stuck between canines and cuspids,
Tight as grout,
While bits of spinach,
Adhere with stealth
To an incisor,
And smiling seems to anyone near,
Like the gap of a missing tooth.
Not to render you so self-conscious
That you smile only into your hand,
Or race to a mirror after a meal,
To check on your presentability,
But avoiding chagrin,
You could eat mashed potatoes
And white chicken curry…
And not have to worry.